Chapter 1515: Blood Sacrifice, Son of Luck!

With the addition of a group of people, the heated scene just now will inevitably cool down a bit.

Zhang Tai took the opportunity to lean against the wall, breathing heavily, trying to restore the chaotic divine power fluctuations in his body.

As for Qian Jin, the lines he had prepared to show off were suddenly suppressed by the two of them.

"Are you the new leader of the Fire Fist Tribe?"

Qian Jin looked up and down, and he recognized Thomas as a veteran priest from around the Benlei tribe.

But this is the first official meeting with Sumo, the clan leader.

wrong.

Qian Jin frowned and couldn't help but take two steps back. From what he felt, there was a wave of divine power in Soma's body.

And the intensity of this wave was actually a bit stronger than him.

In addition, the fluctuations on Thomas's body were actually a little stronger than those on Somo. How is this possible?

Isn't Thomas an old priest who was stuck at level one for many years and finally got promoted to level two?

"Could it be that... you have also practiced evil methods?"

in his feelings.

Soma is definitely a fourth-level priest, with a higher level of pressure that exudes threats at all times.

And Thomas was even more terrifying. He even felt that Thomas and Sha Ming were on the same level, and their aura was so powerful that it made breathing difficult.

"Evil magic?"

Thomas nodded slightly, "It seems that the recent frequent disappearances in surrounding tribes are your fault?"

"I have indeed heard someone say that there is no limit to the number of times you can practice evil magic every day. You only need to meet certain conditions to practice continuously. Even a priest with poor talent can become a holy priest in just a few years. ”

"Thomas, I didn't expect you to be quite sanctimonious. Your face doesn't turn red when you talk, and your heart doesn't beat."

Qian Jin glanced at him and sneered, "Looking at your appearance, you should have passed the past mortal pass. It's really strange."

"Oh? You can see this?"

"Oh."

Qian Jin remained calm, but the hands behind his back were trembling crazily.

A series of bloody arrows gathered in the palm of his hand, gradually forming a bloody arrow that exuded coercion.

"Is it possible that you want to try it with me?"

Thomas sensed the fluctuation of divine magic, but still maintained a calm smile and repeated what Qian Jin had said to Zhang Tai before.

Level three versus level five.

I have to say that Qian Jin is very courageous, at least much more courageous than Zhang Tai!

"Come on, let me see what evil is all about."

Realizing that Qian Jin was still retreating, Thomas simply took two steps forward and opened his hands.

Such arrogant behavior.

Qian Jin's face was ferocious, his steps flew back, and he finally couldn't hold back the murderous intention in his heart, and swung his left hand holding the blood arrow violently.

"Die, arrogant old fellow!"

boom.

A thunderous explosion erupted in the room, causing everyone to shrink subconsciously in shock.

Even Zhang Tai, who was leaning against the wall, was so frightened that he stood up.

His own aura was chaotic, and he could barely feel the same priestly aura coming from Soma.

More often than not, there is some powerlessness.

However, the magic that Qian Jin is releasing now is different. The whizzing blood arrows exude frightening fluctuations of the magic.

Its killing power has completely surpassed the several divine arts he has mastered, and is almost reaching the level of the magical spells released by the fifth-level priest he saw in the Yunxiao tribe.

What is this concept?

Can the magic released by a third-level priest be comparable to that of a fifth-level priest?

What about Shaming? If he became a holy priest, wouldn't he be able to touch the edge of a divine priest?

Evil law...

Zhang Tai finally felt shaken in his mind, and he admitted that if Qian Jin asked himself again.

Maybe the answer isn't no, but...join!

"Thomas's strength is only about 40 or 60% better than mine. Now it's a pity that he's facing Qian Jin."

Zhang Tai sighed.

Of course, he didn't regret that Thomas died here.

But it was a pity that he paid the snow bandit a large amount of supplies and placed a killing order to attract the snow band to kill Thomas.

Unexpectedly, Thomas slipped away so quickly that he repeatedly failed to sell orders. The snowman asked for more money, and he was eventually forced to cancel.

If that amount of supplies were used to buy blood food, it could be exchanged for more than twenty heads.

call.

There was a harsh evaporation sound, like an ice ball falling into hot molten iron.

The rich blood energy soared into the sky, making it difficult for Xun to open his eyes.

Got killed instantly?

"Not bad, not bad!"

To Zhang Tai's great surprise, Thomas was not dead. His voice came from the blood, still so calm and gentle.

Immediately afterwards, a fiery breath swept through the entire room.

Including the blood that had just evaporated, it was also evaporated by this blazing heat.

"You, you're not dead?"

"No."

Qian Jin's eyes suddenly widened, as if his whole eyeballs were about to bulge out of his sockets.

His mood at this moment was difficult to describe in words. He was shocked, puzzled, and even dazed with a hint of disbelief.

in sight.

A black-red armor suddenly appeared on Thomas' body.

The armor style is somewhat similar to the fire armor, but the power contained within it is completely different, full of violence.

The surface of the armor is intertwined with black and red, like hot lava flowing slowly, with a heart-stopping sense of heat and power.

"What's this?"

It was Zhang Tai's turn to be shocked.

Today, he couldn't count how many times he was shocked.

It seemed...it seemed that the whole world had changed, but he was the only one who had not changed.

Qian Jin, who is at level three, can release magic attacks that are no less powerful than those of a level five priest.

Tang Ma, who is at level two, can release magic defenses that can easily resist level five attacks.

Is this world crazy?

"Again? This is the first time I've used the Earth Fire Armor Technique in actual combat. In addition to defense, it seems to have other effects?"

Tang Ma looked at Qian Jin, who was pale, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Go on, can't you only release this evil magic once?"

Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife.

The expectation in Tang Ma's eyes made Qian Jin feel stuffy in his chest, as if something was stuck in his throat.

"You..."

After only spitting out one word, he couldn't hold it in anymore and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Eh? Does your evil magic have side effects?"

"Didn't you say that the combat power of evil magic is terrifying? How come you lost it after one attack?"

Okay.

It's so heartbreaking, isn't it?

Seeing that the old priest was about to make Qian Jin faint, Su Mo could only step forward and cough lightly.

"Why don't you continue chatting with Zhang Tai? I'm very interested in your topic. It's okay to wait for a while."

It's strange.

The two of them were obviously chatting happily and revealed a lot of key information.

Unexpectedly, they suddenly jumped to the stage of "you look at me" and "what's wrong with looking at you".

Zhang Tai is also a young man who dares to take action relying on his status as an old priest.

But I didn't expect Qian Jin to dare to sit here carelessly. How could he not know the difference in strength between the two.

"Humph, you really have a problem."

Qian Jin snorted coldly, but then remembered, "Shadu died in your Fire Fist tribe. Now it seems that it was not some master who passed by and took action, but the work of your Fire Fist tribe, right?"

"You want to know?"

Su Mo blinked, "How about this, you ask me a question, and I ask you a question?"

"Okay."

Finding that Su Mo didn't seem to have the intention to kill, Qian Jin rolled his eyes and simply agreed.

"But you have to answer my question first."

"Okay, Shadu was indeed killed by us. We don't know why he, a small second-level priest, dared to run to the Fire Fist Tribe alone to seek death. You didn't see that Priest Thomas punched Shadu in half."

Wow.

Zhang Tai, lying on the ground, turned pale again, and once again felt the fear spreading all over his body.

Qian Jin, on the other hand, showed an expected look.

"It's your turn."

"Okay, my first question is... where are the Shamin people?"

Qian Jin shook his head immediately.

"Don't ask this kind of question. It's not that I don't want to answer, but I can't answer it. Unless you can unlock the special magic that Saint Shamin Priest cast on me, I can't say a word."

Is it a magic of the forbidden type?

Su Mo was not surprised. He had seen descriptions of this type in many books before.

Considering that Shamin came from a low-order rift, it is not surprising that he has this special type of magic.

"Then let me ask you another question. I'm a little curious about what kind of evil magic you practice. It doesn't look like direct manipulation of blood, but like a... special vibration of the same frequency?"

If it's blood manipulation, then just draw blood directly from the human body, and there's no need to condense blood arrows or blood training.

"Sure enough, you are also evil practitioners."

Qian Jin seemed to have misunderstood something, and he made up a lot of things in his mind.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that we practice the blood sacrifice technique that has been lost for several years. As long as there is enough blood, we can practice to the ninth-level divine priest without any obstacles and quickly."

"So strong? There are no other restrictions?"

"Of course not!" Hearing Su Mo's doubts, Qian Jin was a little embarrassed.

But to his surprise, Su Mo actually looked over curiously.

"Then suck one for me to see."

Qian Jin: "???"

Good guy, you think I'm a juggler, and you can show evil magic at will, right?

However, Su Mo's next words made him hold back his anger and start to think seriously.

"A few months ago, you were a mortal, and I was also a mortal, but now I am level 4 and you are level 3. Tell me, is your evil magic stronger, or is my righteous magic stronger?"

"But if this blood food sacrifice technique is really powerful, I am willing to exchange with you and make progress together."

"Are you serious?"

Qian Jin showed a serious look, completely ignoring the difference between evil and righteous in Su Mo's words.

"Of course I am serious. After all, who doesn't want to become a god priest and roam freely in this vast world?"

"I didn't expect that the chief of a tribe of dozens of people like you... has a big appetite. Okay, then I will believe you once."

Qian Jin tilted his head and thought for a while.

Compared to bringing back blood food, if he could bring back a new evil technique, he would definitely get a reward from Sha Ming.

Perhaps, Sha Ming would be willing to remove the restrictions and let him go free.

"You, come here."

Thinking, Qian Jin suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a man in black behind him.

"Chief... Chief, spare me..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you weren't the chief, you would have died a few months ago."

The man in black struggled so hard that Qian Jin simply used magic to knock him unconscious.

"The blood sacrifice technique was originally a magic technique developed to refine priestly tools. The developer imitated the blood sacrifice method and wanted to use the blood in the human body to refine tools to increase their power and create a stronger affinity."

"But by chance, he discovered that each time blood was drawn, the vibration of the same frequency was counted as a cycle of the magic, and was not limited by the number of times the magic could be used daily."

"After many improvements, the blood sacrifice technique I use now can not only draw blood at the same frequency, but also absorb blood at the same frequency. One operation is equivalent to increasing the number of times by two."

Qian Jin said as he began to draw blood from the man in black.

His exposed skin suddenly changed color, as if all the blood in his body was converging towards his head.

Wow.

The man in black's head was getting bigger and bigger.

"His physique is average, and he can only support seventeen cycles. If he draws more, he will explode."

Streams of blood stretched out from the man in black's facial features. Qian Jin opened his mouth slightly and took the blood into his stomach.

Visibly, his face became ruddy, as if all the injuries just now had recovered.

"Extract seventeen cycles, and absorb seventeen cycles."

"One blood food can provide nearly forty times, you should understand what kind of terrifying efficiency this is?"

After sucking the blood food, Qian Jin forcibly suppressed the refreshing feeling that surged up, and said in a hurried tone.

The standard for a ninth-level divine priest is to release a million divine arts.

According to the efficiency shown by Qian Jin, only thirty thousand blood food are needed to meet the requirement.

But the fact is that as the strength of the priest increases, the speed of blood extraction will also increase synchronously.

When Qian Jin was at level three, the man in black could still last for seventeen cycles.

When he was at level six, at most seven or eight cycles would drain him dry.

According to this growth rate, if you want to reach the ninth level by relying on the blood food sacrifice technique, you need to extract at least 150,000 to 200,000 blood food.

This is a very exaggerated number.

It is more than twice the total population of the 37th crack.

"That's it? At your efficiency, how much can you absorb in a day?"

The call to the divine art can provide 2,100 experience points per day, which is equivalent to extracting sixty people.

But sixty people are the population of a micro-tribe. If they keep disappearing, they will definitely attract the attention of the Priest Affairs Office.

Su Mo curled his lips and continued before Qian Jin, "In terms of application, is the blood arrow just now an ability attached to the blood food sacrifice?"

"Humph, collecting blood food is indeed a bit difficult, but ordinary evil magic has no attack ability."

Qian Jin seemed to be sure that Su Mo wanted to use this to lower the price, so he simply promoted it, "The blood food sacrifice comes with three powerful magics, the third-level blood flow magic, the fifth-level blood arrow magic, and the seventh-level blood spear magic."

"At the same time, there are two defensive magics, the fifth-level blood shield magic, and the eighth-level blood barrier."

"How about it, it's not a loss to exchange with you?"

So many?

Su Mo's eyebrows jumped. If Sha Ming was promoted to level six, he also had level seven and eight magics.

This would be a sure win over him. If he didn't have the same level of magic, he would have to be promoted to at least level seven priests.

However, the seventh-level priest needs 400,000 times. At the current speed, it will take half a year.

"With this progress, Sha Ming should be the son of destiny arranged by the world designer, who came specifically to snipe me. I can't afford to provoke him now."

There are only nine months left, and Su Mo has no intention of creating more experience magic.

Relying on the five summoning magics, it is enough to support the promotion to the eighth-level priest.

No matter how fast it is, it is not meaningful to reach the ninth-level priest.

After all, the higher the level of priests, the more powerful magic is needed to support them.

And in a group battle like the battle of faith, the priest level cannot bring overwhelming help.

As for the magic.

Su Mo does have the intention to continue creating, but it is definitely not for Sha Ming.

Why not report to the Priest Affairs Office?

"Hey, what have you thought about it?"

"Why don't you tell me what evil magic you have mastered?"

Qian Jin waited for a while, and found that Su Mo had come back to his senses, and asked with expectation.

"Okay, the evil method we practice is... Qian Jin, have you had dinner?"

"???"

Qian Jin's face was full of doubts, but the next second he felt his head go blank and he was a little dizzy.

When he came to his senses again, a flaming fist with lava flowing had already rushed to his face.

Boom.

The blazing earth fire erupted and licked wantonly, burning Qian Jin to ashes in the blink of an eye.

In addition, several men in black behind him were also enveloped by the aftermath of the earth fire and turned into handfuls of black ash.

"As expected of the clan leader, the power of this earth fire fist is comparable to the sixth-level magic!"

Tang Ma couldn't help but exclaimed.

The earth fire fist is a single attack, but Su Mo can control it to become a group attack.

The power alone is not far from that of a fifth-level priest like him.

It's really an enviable talent for magic!

"It's useless to keep him. We can't kill Sha Ming now anyway, so it's good to let him lead the way."

Su Mo shook his hands and turned to look at Zhang Tai, who was already in a daze on the ground.

"You have two choices."

"Either I kill you now, just like him."

"Or I will spare your life if you follow my request and satisfy me."

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